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This is an alternity fic with heavy angst, dark themes, and YAOI, so if you are
under 18 or the legal age in your state or country, offended by m/m
relationships, or can not handle really dark literature, than leave now!! I
won't be responsible for you if you do not! Domo arigato, and enjoy the fic!!
=^.^=

CHAPTER ONE: The Mouth of the Maze

It was nine a.m. in the morning, and he was already on his sixth
cup of coffee. He sighed as he picked up the pot from the coffee maker and
poured some more into his mug. It had become a necessary evil with is field of
work, and he was beginning to regret ever getting addicted to the caffeine in
it.

"Detective Greywars?" A voice softly asked from behind
him.

Zelgadiss Greywars turned around to look at the young woman
standing behind him. With her long black hair and rich purple eyes, the police
station's pretty secretary was less than hard to look at.

"Yes, Syphiel?"

"Sergeant Inverse wants to see you in her office right
away."

"What did I do now?"

"She didn't say, Detective Greywars, but she said it was
urgent."

"Thank, Syphiel. I guess I should go and face my own
personal hell then."

"Detective Greywars!!"

"I'm just kiddin' Syphiel."

Syphiel and Zelgadiss looked at each other for a moment longer
before the shy young secretary muttered a "good-bye" and hurried back
to her part of the precinct.

Zelgadiss watched her leave, musing over the fact that he had
never taken her out on a date. The chimera yawned lazily, straightening his
white, long sleeved shirt and red necktie. He picked up his coffee cup and began
to meander over to Sergeant Inverse's office.

Passing by one of the other doors, he peeked his head in for a
moment to see Naga sleeping at her desk. Zelgadiss paused for a moment and shook
his head.

"How that woman ever made it to top ranked officer is
beyond me." He absently thought.

After a little more dawdling, Zelgadiss reached the door to his
boss. "SERGEANT LINA INVERSE, PRECINCT 14, CITY OF WORTHING" was
etched in big black letters on her door. If it was one thing that Lina had, it
was an ego.

Zelgadiss knocked briefly on the door and after a moment, began
to let go a sigh of relief. It was quickly interrupted upon hearing his boss
shouting at him.

"ZELGADISS GREYWARS, GET IN HERE!!!"

Zelgadiss rolled his eyes and opened the door, entering quietly
and closing it. He turned to see Lina sitting at her desk, her legs up on the
counter, and her back reclining in her chair. Her fire red hair and red brown
eyes scanned Zelgadiss for a moment before she motioned for him to sit down.

"Long time no see, chief."

"Cut the niceties, Zel, I've got an assignment for
you."

"Boy, Lina, you sure do know how to make a guy feel
welcome."

Lina frowned and pulled her legs off the top of her desk. She
reached into one of the desk drawers and pulled out a manila envelope. She
flopped it on the desk in front of Zel's face.

"What's that?"

"Open it, and I'll explain." Lina stated flatly.

Zelgadiss tore open the manila envelope and felt his stomach
twist just slightly. Inside the envelope were two separate sets of coroner
pictures of two separate victims. They were both riddled with more bullet holes
than Zelgadiss cared to count.

"The male...or in least what the coroner told me was a male
is named Garv." Lina pointed to the first set of pictures. "They said
they pulled out twenty-five bullets from him, and that may not have been all of
them. The second set, the one you're holding was a young woman named Martina.
Same kind of death, very messy."

Zelgadiss swallowed and slipped the pictures back into the
envelope.

"A double homicide with similar elements...serial
killer?"

"Well, we would have thought that, but we sent some of our
undercovers out a couple nights ago into the Red Light district." Lina said
quietly. "Some of the local color down there recognized both Garv and
Martina as two prostitutes with some pretty deep mob ties."

"Great, just what we need, another hitman and mob
case."

"But," Lina stated sternly, "all the locals said
that both worked for the same pimp, some guy named Xellos. They also said that
there was one more boy who worked for him, a guy named Gourry Gabriev. We need
you to find this Gabriev, and get him under police protection custody. He might
be our key to catching whomever is doing all of these killings."

Zelgadiss frowned and sipped at his already cooling coffee. He
tapped the manila envelope on his knee for a moment, and then looked up at Lina
again.

"We got a pic of this Gourry Gabriev?"

Lina nodded and pressed the button on her intercom.

"Syphiel, could you please bring in the Gourry Gabriev file
I had you bring up now?"

After a minute, a soft knock on the door was heard.

"Come in, Syphiel."

Syphiel entered, carrying a small, thin folder. She laid it on
the desk very carefully.

"There you are, Sergeant Inverse."

"Thank you, Syphiel."

Syphiel turned to leave, but very shyly smiled at Zelgadiss and
then left. Zelgadiss grinned a little, truly enjoying the attention Syphiel gave
to him.

"Detective Greywars, if you're done ogling the secretary,
could we please get back to the point at hand?"

Zelgadiss snapped back into reality, the image of Syphiel in a
white teddy quickly vanishing in his mind.

"What? Oh yah, sorry chief."

"Uh-huh..."

Lina let out a frustrated sigh and handed Zelgadiss the folder.

"Garv and Martina's murders occurred in four days of one
another. We have the belief that whomever is trying to wipe these particular
group of prostitutes out will take out Gourry Gabriev within the next couple
days if we don't find him first."

Zelgadiss nodded and began paging through Gourry Gabriev's
police file. There wasn't much there except a couple arrests on soliciting which
he was released for. In fact, he had a pretty clean police file for being part
of the local Worthing color. Finally, Zelgadiss turned the page to see a picture
of Gourry standing in front of the "number" wall as the cops liked to
call it.

Zelgadiss swallowed as his mind reeled at the stunning creature
in the picture. The young man has skin like cream and a set of blue eyes as deep
as the sea. But, his rich blonde hair was what caught Zel's attention. The bangs
completely covered his right eye, and Zel could tell that his hair had to well
go beyond the middle of his back. Unconsciously, Zel was blushing.

Lina leaned back in her chair, her hands clenched together in a
prayer like moment in front of her face.

"If this is mob related, then Gourry Gabriev will lead us
to this so called Xellos and from there to whomever is probably doing the
killing."

"And if it's not mob related?"

"Then we've got a serial killer with one hell of a fetish
for bullet holes."

Zelgadiss sighed and rubbed his temples. He was one of the
youngest on Worthing's police force and the only one who happened to be a
detective. He was already getting old from these cases. Especially ones like
this.

"Oh yah, and Zel, I've got another surprise to drop on
you."

"I don't know if I can take any more surprises,
chief."

"Oh this one you'll love...you get a partner."
"WHAT?!?!" Zelgadiss shouted at the top of his lungs. He immediately
got to his feet and slammed his fist down on Lina's desk. "I work with no
one, do you understand? NO ONE!!"

Lina stood up coolly and gave Zelgadiss an icy stare that
immediately halted his hotheaded reaction. Zel slumped back down into his chair
and gripped the arms, mumbling angrily to himself.

"This case is going to take more than just you, Detective
Greywars. May I remind you that if it wasn't for me intervening on your behalf,
you would have lost your job after that last botched drug raid."

Zelgadiss bit his lip, keeping his comments to himself. He had
been involved in a very sordid case only a year before in which he ended up
getting too involved. By the end of the who fiasco, two officers were indicted,
the 14th precinct almost lost their license, and Zelgadiss should have went to
prison. But, Lina had intervened, stating that the drug raid had been poorly
planned and Zelgadiss had just been the puppet for the other two officers,
Vrummugen and Zangulus. Both officers were currently serving time in the
Worthing penitentiary, minus Zel. He owed Lina his freedom, and she made sure he
didn't forget it.

"So, who's the guy I'll be working with?" Zelgadiss
mumbled.

Lina smiled a cat like grin.

"Actually, the person is not a 'he' at all."

"What?"

"Syphiel, would you be so kind as to show the rookie
in?"

Syphiel opened the door and in walked a small young woman with
short flipped up hair and purplish, black eyes. She was dressed in an impeccably
clean precinct uniform with her new badge shining under the light. Zelgadiss
raised his eyebrow and ran his fingers through his lavender hair. His blue eyes
looked the newcomer up and down before turning back to Lina.

"Detective Greywars, this is rookie Detective Ameria Wil
Tesla Saillune. He father is the mayor as you know."

Zelgadiss caught the subtle emphasis on the final sentence Lina
spoke and nodded knowingly. Most likely Lina owed Mayor Saillune a favor and she
gave Ameria a job.

"Detective Saillune, this is our head detective Zelgadiss
Greywars. He's going to be the one showing you the ropes on your first
case."

Ameria looked at Zel and suddenly ran forward, grabbing his hand
and shaking it furiously.

"Oh, Detective Greywars, I'm so happy to be working with
you!! Papa has told me all about the cases you've handled and what a great
attribute to the city you are!! I'm sure with all of your experience, you can
teach me how to do the just thing!!"

Zelgadiss managed to detach his hand from the overzealous Ameria.
He turned just enough to throw Lina an unpleasant look.

"Live with it." She mouthed just to him.

Ameria began to move around the room, taking in the whole thing.

"Oh, wow!! I've never been in a chief's office before, it's
so big!! What do you do in here all day, Sergeant Inverse? Is it busy? When do
we start our case? Do we get a police car?"

Zelgadiss picked up the manila envelope containing the coroner's
pictures and slapped them against Ameria's chest.

"Here, look at these for a while."

Ameria lit up.

"Are these for our case, Detective Greywars? I'm so
excited." Ameria opened the manila envelope pulling out the pictures.
"I know it will be an experience..."

Ameria's voice trailed off upon seeing the horrors of the
photos. She became quite pale and dropped the pictures, holding her hand over
her mouth and running out of the office. Syphiel was quick to follow her.

Lina moved from behind her desk and picked up the envelope.

"Great, chief, you gave me a rookie who can't handle
blood."

"It's a minor technicality, Zel. When she recovers, get out
of your uniforms and go undercover to the Red Light district tonight. See if you
can find this Gabriev. From the people we talked to, he can usually be found
selling his wares outside and inside this night club."

Lina handed Zel a matchbook that one of the officers had picked
up. It was in dark maroon with black, gothic styled letters on the top.

"The Night Dwellers? Sounds like a Goth club."

"It's something like that. Now get out and start the case,
we need to get this Gabriev as fast as we can!"

Zelgadiss nodded, tucking the matchbook with the club's address
in his pocket. He left Lina's office, making sure he slammed the door good and
hard.

"ZELGADISS GREYWARS, DON'T SLAM THE DOOR!!" He heard
behind him. He grinned triumphantly. It might have been childish, but it was
still fun.

Zelgadiss reached his desk, and picked up his brown leather
trench coat hanging on his coat rack.

"Detective Greywars?" He heard a soft voice.

He turned around and saw Syphiel guiding Ameria into his office.
Zelgadiss looked at Ameria for a long time and felt a tinge of guilt for making
her look at those pictures. He quickly pushed it back when he remembered they
all had to see it some time.

Zelgadiss then swiftly pushed by them, heading down the stairs
and to the main door of the 14th precinct.

Both Syphiel and Ameria stood there, not saying anything.
Finally, Ameria coughed a little and Syphiel looked at her.

"Is he always that rude, Syphiel?"

Syphiel sighed and nodded slightly.

"But he's a really good man at heart, Detective Saillune."

"You can call me Ameria, Syphiel."

"All right, Ameria."

"Are you in love with him?"

Syphiel stared at Ameria for a moment, her cheeks blushing.

"I...uh, I..."
"I see, you've just got a crush." Ameria smiled.

"You're a pretty observant detective for being a rookie,
Ameria." Syphiel stated.

Ameria grinned. "Papa taught me it was always important to
notice the little things."

"You had better get downstairs Ameria, Detective Greywars
will leave without you."

Ameria nodded and quickly left the office, running down the
stairs and out the door. Syphiel shook her head and smiled a little before
closing and locking Zelgadiss's office.

Zelgadiss sat in the car, revving the engine just for the sake
of doing so. He waited impatiently for his new "partner" to get
herself into the vehicle.

"What is taking that rookie so long?" He grumbled.

Zelgadiss realized that he had not grabbed the picture of Gourry
Gabriev from Lina's desk. But, he realized at that moment, he didn't need it.
Gourry's image was already burned into his mind. Without knowing it, his mind
drifted over an image of the mysterious Gourry standing in water, his long hair
clinging to his back...

"Detective Greywars!!"

Zel was ripped free from his rather misplaced fantasy. He
shifted in his seat awkwardly. He had NEVER had a thought about a man,
especially like that. He felt his blue tinted skin blush.

"Detective Greywars, oh good, you didn't leave!"
Ameria huffed.

The young woman opened the car door and hopped in, now more
excited than she was before.

"Our first case, Detective Greywars, won't this be
exciting!"

Zel only nodded a little and pulled out of the parking garage.
He edges his way onto a side street and into the bustling downtown roads of
Worthing. He sighed as his car was caught in a small traffic jam.

"So, where do we go first?"

"Your place."

"My place? But why, Detective Greywars?"

"Because the way your dressed, you're not undercover."

"Oh, I get it...you need me to change?"

Zelgadiss nodded as they finally reached the stoplight.

"Which way do I go?"

"Go straight and then make a left and another left. Papa's
house is the biggest one on the block."

The light turned green and the police car slowly inched forward.

"So what should I wear, Detective Greywars? I have evening
gowns, and suits, and some pretty blouses. What would be appropriate?"

"We're going to the Red Light district, also known as The
Maze, Detective Saillune. You want to know what to wear?"
Ameria nodded.

"Got anything in leather?"

Ameria's eyes grew wide and she sat back in her seat. Zelgadiss
secretly smiled that he had shocked her into silence. The rest of the way to the
Saillune mansion was silent.

"Tonight, I'll find you Gourry Gabriev. Even if I have to go into The
Maze myself."